Always desolation hanging over me
Because there's not a lot to see and not a lot to do
when you're alone at sea
The wind is too strong; the saltwater and rain
If you're by yourself and you're drifting off you should know we've all felt that way
Just take it ten years, ten years at a time
Baby go slow, but don't stop being mine
Ten years inside your own mind
The clocks go backwards, the clocks go backwards sometimes
Have you ever felt like only you exist?
And I don't just mean in some Descartian (Cartesian) sense,
no philosophical twists
It's when there's no person who you can relate to
And those other people well they're just not real, at least that might as well be true
Just take it ten years, ten years at a time
Baby go slow, but don't stop being mine
Ten years inside your own mind
The clocks go backwards, the clocks go backwards sometimes
And as your ship fills up with water
Jump from the life raft to the rocks
After mothers, sons and daughters
There's no room
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